I have gotten used to Troy spitting up on me when I'm holding him. Although to be fair, most of the time it's just drool with a little bit of milk for color. I'll end up with these irregularly-shaped wet patches all over the shoulders and front of my shirts. Someone pointed it out to me one day that I had drool on my shirt, and I just told them that it was "Dad Couture." Anybody who was anybody was wearing it this year. I'm thinking of messing up shirts on purpose and selling them in my own clothing line. I mean if Kanye West can sell acid-eaten, threadbare trashy sweaters for hundreds of dollars, then I figure there is a market for shirts that come pre-spit-up on.
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